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Published: 2008-11-30 07:30:06 +0000 UTC; Views: 235; Favourites: 2; Downloads: 0
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I keep flashing back to this morning.Flashing back to "I'm going to call 911."
Flashing back to "Well, we're going to have the doctor talk to you."
Flashing back to "Why don't you tell me about what happened?"
Flashing back to "Unfortunately, he has died."
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explodingmuffins In reply to Kirin-Rosenbaum [2008-12-07 22:14:24 +0000 UTC]
I was just trying to draw how I felt right then...
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saintvalentino [2008-12-05 06:33:24 +0000 UTC]
I'm sorry Moofin... I hope the funeral wasn't too hard for you. I wish I could've been there for you to keep you from the attention. To bat people away so you could think or talk or cry... or whatever you needed to do. Anyway, this is simple but powerful. It reminds me of everything you've been saying about your feelings and how everything is going to fast. It looks like everything is going too fast for you, and it looks like everything is going too fast for the little guy up here in your art, too. And Moofin... all of us at school... we love you.
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explodingmuffins In reply to saintvalentino [2008-12-05 07:12:05 +0000 UTC]
No, it was okay, most people left me alone for the most part, actually I felt bad I wasn't tending to all the friends that did come. I was with my family mostly. The funeral was mostly weird, because I already saw him, ya know? And I had said everything I wanted to say, because at the time I had totally forgotten about having a funeral. It was hard watching my mom and Gammy though, they were taking it a lot harder than I was. I didn't really spend a lot of time around him, because I kind of know that he's not in there anymore. My mom had a really hard time with that, she felt bad for leaving him and my best friends mom (her best friend) had to really talk to her about how that isn't him there as we were leaving. She's a nurse so she's had to see a lot of people dying and I think it was good that she was there for my mom.
Actually, I did this the day he died, before I started to feel like things were happening too fast. It's like...I felt this sort of piercing, like a blinding flash of light through the chest. Hence the lack of color. And me, just...too surprised to really react.
I started something this morning before we left on how everything is happening too fast, but I didn't feel like finishing it. Cleaning has stopped, they just took care of the downstairs really, and my mom doesn't want to touch anything upstairs yet which is good. Maybe I'm okay right now because I got all of my depressiveness out earlier in the day, I don't know.
I'm going to go post a bulletin now, I was so tired when we came home I just passed out.
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